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Sunday, March 30, 2008

Sunday I took my boys to one of those roadside, traveling carnivals. Someone gave us a coupon for a free ticket, so we decided to go check it out. It was a Barnum and Bailey knock off, a Ringling Brothers cheap imitation, but we still had fun.

The minute we walk up to the tents, my boys see something they want...can you guess?

They want the alien. So, that's a picture of the Alien I did NOT buy.

This is a picture of the snow cone I did end up buying, because the tent was so hot we were sweating on top of our sweat.

The high point of the visit was riding the animals available. First up was the camel ride...

Then the elephant ride! Too cool. My boys are in the middle, don't know who all the other people are...

Now, the elephant can sense that I'm looking for good blog material, so it gives me a pose...

Saggy, elephant butt, can't go wrong with that! My boys were on the elephant at the time it did this, and they said they ended up leaning to one side as the elephant shifted its weight. It was a little scary for them, the (big wusses) little darlings. Just kidding!

Now we need a picture of camel butt...

Here's what it looked like in the sweltering hot big top:

As I tried to ignore the flashing subliminal messages they sent to tempt me into eating something bad...

Then the scary clowns arrived...

and they had women doing this...

and poodles that did this (I bet I could teach Annie to do some tricks like this with my kids...)

then the crazy hula hoop woman went all hula hoopy on us...

and finally, we escaped out of the hot tent back to the animals outside.

I have a vague childhood memory of sitting in a circus tent, but haven't been since. I do recall riding an elephant at the zoo as a child as well. They don't feel like you would expect...they have prickly hair.